Marrying A Secret Zillionaire Happy Ever After (Linsey)

Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Linsey Is Fearless Linsey's gaze locked with Cynthia's, her expression steady and calm. Then, without warning, Linsey leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "Yes. I spilled the coffee on purpose." Cynthia's face flushed with fury, her eyes narrowing at Linsey. But before she could retort, Linsey's next words froze her in place.

"I'm here to work and make a living. If you keep interfering, next time, it won't just be coffee." Linsey's eyes never wavered as she scrutinized Cynthia's face, as though searching for her next target.

"You're pretty, you know. Pity if something... happened to that face." Cynthia's body stiffened in terror, her breath catching. Just as she braced herself, Linsey released her, and Cynthia, panic overtaking her, instinctively shielded her face with her hands, terrified Linsey might strike.

If Linsey had any intention of making Cynthia regret her actions, Cynthia certainly had her own ways of dealing with it.

But one thing was clear-she couldn't afford to ruin her face.

Anger simmered beneath the surface, but Cynthia kept it in check, unwilling to escalate things further. After a tense moment, she stamped her foot in frustration and stormed off, her exit as tic as it was quick.

Linsey didn't bat an eye as she watched Cynthia disappear, her expression unreadable. There was no hint of remorse in her -just a calm indifference.

She absentmindedly glanced down at the stain on her clothes and, with a soft sigh, made her way toward the restroom.

Once they had both left, the office atmosphere shifted. A collective breath was released as the tension ebbed away.

One colleague couldn't resist commenting. "Linsey is fearless. She actually dared to go up against Cynthia like that." One colleague murmured, "It seems like Linsey already stepped on Cynthia's toes during the interview yesterday, so one more confrontation today probably isn't a big deal." Another chimed in. "But don't you think Linsey's the one who's really not to be messed with?" A heavy silence followed, the weight of their words hanging in the air. The atmosphere in the office had shifted, and it was clear to everyone that Linsey wasn't someone to provoke lightly.

Breaking the uneasy stillness, one colleague, who clearly wasn't picking up on the tension, took a casual sip of his coffee and grinned "Honestly, the coffee from this new café is amazing." The others exchanged looks, rolling their eyes at his attempt to lighten the mood.

"Well," another colleague began, his voice lower now, "even though Coen said we could have Linsey run errands for us in the future, we should probably be careful not to push her too far." 0.0% 20:21 Chapter 26 Linsey Is Fearless "Agreed," cthe unanimous response, their earlier unease now laced with a newfound caution.

"Alright, back to work, everyone." "Call the cleaner to mop the floor," someone muttered, as if trying to move past the incident.

From that moment on, the Fashion Design Department had a new reputation for Linsey-one that was well known: her temper was not to be trifled with.

Later, Cynthia returned after changing clothes. As soon as she saw Linsey, her eyes widened in shock.

But this time, something was different. There were no harsh words or glaring looks. Cynthia didn't even acknowledge Linsey, as if she hadn't even seen her. She simply walked past, eliberately avoiding any interaction.

In fact, Cynthia immediately took it upon herself to move her desk from next to Linsey's to a different spot in the office, clearly signaling she wanted no further contact.

The shift didn't go unnoticed. Despite Coen's earlier arrangements, no one dared ask Linsey to do any menial tasks.

The unease among the colleagues was palpable, and they made sure to tread carefully around her.

After a quick lunch break, Coen called Linsey into his office.

"Linsey, we have an important client arriving soon, and I need to personally handle them. Take these documents to the main conference room on the seventeenth floor." He quickly tossed a stack of papers into her arms before grabbing his coat, visibly rushed.

Linsey nodded and made her way to the elevator, the documents in hand.

CR Corporation's high-rise building was a labyrinth of offices and M departments, each floor serving a different function. It also boasted numerous recreational areas for breaks, along with meeting rooms, reception spaces, and more.

Though the building was well-organized with clear signage, Linsey found herself briefly ET.

disoriented when she stepped off the elevator on the seventeenth floor. The unfamiliar layout had her second-guessing her path for a moment.

"Damn it! If I mess this up and delay the meeting, it'll be a disaster Linsey murmured with a frown. But just as she was about to give up, she noticed a conference room door swing open nearby, and a group of people filed out. Instinctively, she headed toward them, planning to ask for directions to the main conference room.

But then, something made her pause. As she glanced into the room, her gaze locked onto a familiar face.

Was that... Collin?